Sentences with phrase «more form over function»

People are jumping ship though, and if they're not interested in features and more form over function than I dare say the HTC One is the de facto destination for these users.

For those who are hardcore about the feeds they follow, Flipboard is really more form over function — lacking the ability to mark stories as already read or syncing across devices.

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Her studies include morphological changes across ontogeny and over deep time, which offer a way to investigate pattern and process in evolution, and help to generate more comprehensive hypotheses about how form and function interact.

But the term may be applied more casually to point to things (such as an individual's brain development) that change in form or function, over time, in response to cues (such as developmental hormones).

The whole game comes off as more of an instructional video that covets function over form.

I know the Type R is supposed to be function over form, but surely the desingers could have made a car that is more aesthetically pleasing.

Some will prefer a more subtle and stealthy fast hatchback, something like the Volkswagen Golf R, but I reckon that there will be as many who will salivate over the Civic Type R's trimmings — form following function it may be, but this Honda's aesthetics is a boyracer's dream come true.

There's no doubt that in practical terms the X4 is a case of form over function, offering more style at the expense of interior space.

The SQ mobile app is pretty — and values form over function, so I'd recommend to stick with their web site, it's much more functional!

Questions demanding more detailed description of the form, disputes over the historical function of art and what constitutes its value continue to inflame art critics and historians.

To hell with journalistic «premium» looks and build - lets have common sense and a phone that is not form over function - a practical phone more than a pretty one.

That sacrifice, of course, is the battery, which we will get into, and we have to question if Lenovo's obsession with making their devices thinner is a decision of form over function or if it's merely just a ploy to sell more Moto Mods.

Android's most powerful automation app Tasker has always been about form over function, and when so much functionality is crammed into one app by one single developer, it's easy to see why he'd rather spend that time on adding more functionality instead of...

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.

I know they're artsy, but I prefer even more beautiful function over form.